A key component of my art
is the lo-techness of it
in the drawings / paintings
and in the
repurposed
machines
in our world the
supremacy of the machine
they are perfect.. they direct our
direction
they have none of our beautiful
imperfections
they are designed and built with
the purpose of what they are
meant to do.. in mind.
Evolution – and certainly the
Way we work – doesn’t
Work like that…
The wing as an idea on
Birds didn’t start out as
A wing.. its ancestral form
Did something else
In an extinct dinosaur
Its role was
Cooling
It then evolved into this higher
Form on its happy
accident
through time
My machines are a bit
Like that – they need to
Laugh at themselves, as to
What they find themselves now
Doing in their new environment
Their maker is no genius
Craftsman
He has
No clear idea and sense of
Outcome in mind
When
Tinkering
And as such the
Extant machine –
In its present form –
Cobbled together with
Old record players
And umbrella bones
And ideas stolen from
Laundry pegs-in its
Present form
Is no perfect thing
But it is optimal for
Whatever it finds itself
Doing / DO-ING.